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Another infant found in the middle of the road. This one is trying to bite me. If
he had, I'd been in very serious trouble. If you look closely you can see that the
very tip of his tail is blurred. This is because he's just getting a handle on
shaking it and generating the audible warning that has saved so many of us from
At 6:10am, every Tuesday, this is the kind of traffic your Mr.Wonderful faces
as he and thousands of Illegal Alien's from the West Valley where they live,
assemble as the I-17 south merges into the 202
east. Thank God for my subscription to an audio book club because it keeps me sane.
Although, I did discover the best seller The World is Flat by Thomas L. Friedman to
be a diatribe against America; where every s**t-hole country on the planet was painted
as a paradise of innovation and hardworking, upwardly mobile citizens. And of course, President Bush was
the source of all evil and injustice in the world.
A brave City of Scottsdale employee repairs a traffic signal at a busy Pima
Road intersection. Under the red dot (near the bottom right of the photo) you can
witness another city worker practicing his Russian Army goose-step.
What a great day to have an accident that could have been avoided: Friday. One photo
is looking west from the 51 (renamed by our Lesbian Governor The Peeonthestreet Freeway ) transition to the 101 westbound.
One photo shows the culprits. The other the brave DPS officers who risk their lives to rescue fools.
This great hairy scorpion is facing off with Mr.Wonderful. Lately I have been seeing
quite of few of these very menacing looking insects. I understand large ones like this
pack the punch of a common bee sting. The only problem is that, for added enjoyment they
sting their victims multiple times, something a honey bee cannot do.
While on patrol the other evening, at preciously 3:33am, I noticed these white footprints.
Well, the first three anyway, the ones beginning at the lower left hand corner, the others
appeared as if they were being made by, I don't know, a ghost? I entered the cul de sac
alone and exited it alone ... I hope.